I'm a priest at Hogwarts

With that said, he handed back the letter in his hand, and then walked out of the bar.

"Thank you, Mr. Tom." Orlando took the letter and greeted him politely.

"You are going to Diagon Alley to buy items."

"Yes, sir, this is my father. He is going with me today."

Edward politely wanted to shake Tom's hand, but Tom pretended not to notice, turned around and said, "Okay, please come with me."

Orlando took his father's raised hand to save him from the embarrassment and said, "Dad, let's hurry up. We have a lot to buy today."

The frustrated Edward stopped talking, and the three of them came to the backyard of the bar, where there was only a wall, a trash can and a few empty wine barrels.

"Remember this place," Tom said to Orlando, drawing out a wand.

"Count three bricks up - count two bricks across - and this is it." Tom turned around and said to Orlando: "Tap this brick three times with your wand. Next time you have your own wand. , you can open this door yourself.”

As he spoke, Tom tapped the wand in his hand three times, and the brick began to shake and move. A small hole appeared in the middle, and the hole became bigger and bigger. Soon, a brick big enough for three people appeared in front of them. The wide archway leads to a winding cobbled street with no end in sight.

Edward's mouth widened when he saw such a magical scene for the first time.

"Welcome to Diagon Alley," Tom said.

"Thank you, Mr. Tom."

"I hope you enjoy your shopping."

With that said, Tom turned and returned to the bar.

Walking along the archway, you will see products that you have never seen before on both sides of the cobblestone streets.On the streets, there were many wizards and vendors hawking.

Orlando followed Professor McGonagall's instructions and prepared to go to Gringotts to exchange Galleons.

"Honestly, son. Now I regret agreeing with you to learn magic."

Looking at the crowded streets and the strange looks from the people, Edward said a little depressed.

Edward felt that he did not belong here, and the people here looked at them like stray dogs or cats.

"Dad, I learned magic to master this magical power, not to live in the magical world."

"That's true. Let's hurry up and go home early after shopping."

The two ignored the gazes of passers-by and accelerated their pace.

"Gringotts, look here." Orlando said, pointing to a white building not far away.

"Is this, a dwarf?"

At the door of the white Gringotts, a short humanoid creature wearing a concierge suit, with a pair of long ears, a pointed beard, a dark face and long nails was welcoming the guests.

"This is a goblin, dad. Professor McGonagall mentioned it on the letter." Orlando reminded in a low voice.

"Oh, goblin..." Edward responded with a stiff expression. This was the first time in his life that he had seen such a humanoid creature.

Orlando didn't care very much, he just took a curious look.

The goblin did not cast a discriminatory look at the two of them because of their attire. It bowed to them just like it did other guests.

Edward bowed slightly in return.

Orlando didn't pay attention to this. He was attracted by a line of words on the silver-white door, and unconsciously read it out: "Please come in, stranger, but you have to be careful about the consequences of being greedy. If you just ask for nothing, you will get something for nothing." Will be punished with the severest punishment..."

Edward pulled Orlando and said, "Son, don't block the door."

Only then did Orlando notice that the goblin holding the door open was a little impatient.

Smiling apologetically at the goblin, the two hurried toward the hall.

Seeing a customer coming to the door, a young fairy took the initiative to come over among the fairies standing in a row and asked: "Dear guest, what business do you need to handle?"

Edward, who was talking to the goblin for the first time, said slightly nervously: "We want to exchange Galon."

"It's Galleon, dad." Orlando corrected Edward's slip of the tongue.

"Okay, sir, please come this way." The goblin led the two of them to a high counter.

Through the window of the counter, Edward saw stacks of stacked gold coins.

The goblin stood on tiptoes and took a piece of parchment from the counter, then handed it to Edward and said, "Dear guest, this is the exchange rate between pounds and galleons this month. Please take a look."

Edward glanced at it, and he understood it clearly, and handed the parchment to Orlando. He felt that it was better to leave this kind of matter to his son.

奥兰多扫了一眼，只见羊皮纸上写着：1加隆兑换4.95英镑，1加隆等于17西可，1西可等于29纳特。

"Dad, let's exchange it for five thousand pounds. I think this money should be enough for me to use for two years."

Orlando thought for a while and realized that five thousand pounds could be exchanged for about 1010 galleons. Considering that he was new to the magical world and could not come to Gringotts all the time, he had to prepare more to be prepared.

"Son, aren't you a little short?" When going out this time, Mary asked Edward to put all the emergency cash at home into the bag, which was a full [-] pounds.

"That's enough, Dad. I'm here to study, not travel. I think these 1000 Galleons are enough for my daily study and life."

"Well, you have been very independent since you were a child. Dad just listens to you."

Edward took out two piles of banknotes from his bag, wetted them with saliva and counted them. After confirming that the amount was correct, he handed it to the goblin waiting at the counter and said, "Exchange for 5000 pounds, thank you."

After a while, the goblin took out a large leather bag from the counter window, put it in Edward's hand, and said: "Dear guest, you can count it. Here are 1009 Galleons, 7 Sickles, and 9 Nats. We only have A one-thousandth handling fee was charged.”

"I didn't expect it to be a gold coin." Edward fiddled with the Galleons on his fingertips and couldn't help but sigh.

After seeing the two people confirm that the number of galleons was correct, the goblin continued: "Dear guest, Gringotts provides storage services. You only need a handling fee of [-]% per thousand, and you can have your own account. Excuse me, can you Do you need to apply?"

"Thank you, we don't need it for now." Orlando helped his father collect the money and replied politely.

"Okay, sir, if you have any other needs, you can call me at any time." The goblin bowed politely, took two steps back slowly, and walked away.

The two left Gringotts with Garen.

The bright sunshine makes people walk briskly, and the crisp gold coins jingle, making an incomparably pleasant sound.

"I swear, it was the biggest mistake of mankind to create paper money." Edward couldn't help but sigh. He didn't feel this way when he held fifty thousand pounds in his arms.

"Dad, that's your illusion." Orlando replied funny.

"What are we going to do now? I can't wait to spend the gold coins." Edward said with great excitement.

"Let me see, buy school uniforms first, then wands, books..."

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up."

Orlando looked at Edward speechlessly. Is this still his stable father? Why does he feel like he is possessed by his mother?

Following the directions, the two found Madam Malkin's Robe Shop, an ancient tailor shop. From the writing on the sign at the door, Orlando could confirm that this shop had existed for at least hundreds of years.

"Do you want to buy Hogwarts school uniforms, my dear?" As soon as he walked into the tailor shop, a short and plump witch in purple greeted Orlando with a smile.

"Yes, madam, I need three sets of black plain work robes, a black plain peaked hat for day use, a pair of dragon skin protective gloves, and a black winter cloak with silver buttons." Orlando replied politely.

"Okay, my little cutie, it seems she is a freshman." The witch glanced at Edward standing aside and said thoughtfully.

"Yes, ma'am." Orlando nodded and said, "Excuse me."

"What a polite young man. You can call me Mrs. Malkin. Come on, let me take your physical measurements."

"Stand here."

"Yes, Madam Malkin."

With one move of Mrs. Malkin's fingers, a tape measure, pins, and scissors all flew in this direction, and they began to automatically measure Orlando's body shape. Edward was stunned by this scene.

Customizing clothes is a complicated process. Fortunately, Madam Malkin's robe store is the designated clothing manufacturer of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and knows the specifications and requirements of the school uniforms very well. Even so, it took a full hour. Madam Malkin asked him to prepare the clothes, cloak, and gloves he needed.

"Mrs. Malkin, I would like to ask if you can package these dragon skin scraps and sell them to me."

Mrs. Malkin looked at Orlando in surprise, then nodded and said: "Dragon skin is a magic material controlled by the Ministry of Magic, but these are the leftover materials for making dragon skin gloves. Normally, they don't have much use value. I’ll pack it up and give it to you.”

Madam Malkin was very generous. She probably thought that this young man who had just entered the magical world was just interested in dragon skin.

"Thank you so much, ma'am."

Mrs. Malkin waved her hand and said with a smile on her face: "Thanks for the review, the total is 93 Galleons, 10 Sickles, and 9 Nats. Let's give it a round number."

Edward on the side quickly counted the money from his arms and handed it to Mrs. Malkin.

After twisting the large and small bags out of the tailor shop, the two went to Victor's Magical Supplies Store not far away, where they purchased the tin crucible, brass balance, brass telescope, and glass small items on the list. The total cost of medicine bottles, etc. was less than 10 galleons.

They then visited a drug store, which had a pungent smell of rotten eggs and rotten cabbage leaves.But the drugstore is very magical. There are buckets of sticky stuff on the floor, jars of herbs, hay roots and various brightly colored powders along the walls. Bundles of feathers and strings of sharp needles hang from the ceiling. Teeth and furry claws.When Orlando bought a standard dose of various medicinal powders from the salesperson behind the counter, Edward was staring at the skull of a one-horned bison and examining it carefully. The more he looked at it, the more terrified he became.

When they left the drug store, Orlando checked the shopping list carefully.

"Books, wands, and owls. After dad buys these, we can go home."

Edward, who was already overwhelmed by bottles and bags, had to turn around with difficulty and said: "Oh my god, these are some weird things. Is this what you are taught in wizard schools? Orlando, I I’m starting to regret it, otherwise, you’d better go back with me and go to Cardiff High School.”

Orlando rolled his eyes and said, "Dad, we have come this far, why do you regret it again?"

Edward muttered: "You should really listen to your mother and stay at home."

Ignoring his father's angry words, Orlando took the lead and led the way.

At Flourish and Blotts Bookstore, after checking the list, Orlando said to Edward behind him: "Dad, the bookstore is here."

The bookshelves here are filled with books, reaching to the ceiling. There are leather-bound books as big as paving stones; there are also silk books the size of postage stamps; some books are filled with all kinds of strange symbols, and a few are filled with strange symbols. It is a wordless book.

Orlando, who had an infinite thirst for knowledge, really wanted to clear out all the books in the bookstore. Considering that he had not yet started to learn magic, he had to swallow his saliva and give up this unrealistic idea.

Orlando called the clerk and took out the list for him to check. After a while, the clerk came over with a pile of books. Orlando carefully checked the titles of the books and made sure that they were all missing. Edward who was standing next to him hurriedly came out to pay.

The kind-hearted clerk saw that Edward was carrying big and small bags and couldn't carry more, so he resold the trolley in the store to him.

Pushing the trolley, Edward looked much more relaxed.

Across the corner, on the south side of Diagon Alley, there is a dark Eela Owl store. Looking at the mottled store door, Edward said hesitantly: "Do you really need to buy an owl?"

"Yes, Dad, that's what it says on the list."

Amidst the flapping of wings, Orlando selected a monkey-faced eagle. This is an owl from China. It is a medium-sized raptor with a flat, heart-shaped face. It has a cool monkey face, also known as the monkey-faced eagle. The white facial fluff matches the dark maroon feathers, a pair of large, deep round eyes, and a tawny beak without a sharp tip.I will call you "Wukong" from now on, Orlando said, tapping the beak of the monkey-faced eagle.

Orlando, who was patronizing the owl, didn't notice that his attentive father bought some more owl food when paying.

After leaving the Owl Store, Orlando breathed a long sigh of relief. He really couldn't stand the smell of cat feces in the store.

"Son, where are you going now?"

"Go buy a wand, Dad, and come this way."

"Okay" Edward followed pushing the cart.

The last shop I visited was small and shabby, and the gold-lettered sign on the door had peeled off. It read: Ollivanders—making fine wands since 380 BC.In the dusty window, a solitary wand sat on a faded purple cushion.